Hey yo readers. I'm back once again. Here is yet another round of MorMor texts. Enjoy
Baby- JM
Baby- JM
Hmmmmm-JM
AND I WAS LIKE BABY, BABY, BABY WOOOOOOOOWW. BABY BABY BABY NOOOOOOOO BABY BABY BABY OOOOHHHH. THOUGH YOU'D ALWAYS BEEEEEE MINE- JM
Do that again and I'll shoot your face- SM
Oh stop it Sebby you know you liked it- JM
Oh yeah I love it when my husband sings a song by a tween Canadian girl- SM
Justin Beiber is sexy- JM
TAKE THAT BACK NOW OR WE ARE OVER- SM
Fine, he looks to much like a woman for my taste anyway- JM
What did you want anyway- SM
I wanted to ask when your moving your stuff into my apartment- JM
Uhhhhhhh- SM
What do you mean 'uhhhhh'- JM
I didn't know we where going to live together- SM
Are you kidding me. We're married, and you live WAY across town. I'm not driving across London everyday to see my husband- JM
Don't you think this is a little soon- SM
Your joking- JM
No- SM
We're fricken married Sebastian. I think it's time we moved in together- JM
Some married couples don't live together- SM
Yeah and most of those couples are soliders and army wives- JM
I'm a solider ,your an army husband- SM
Your stretching- JM
Besides I'll get in your way. You'll be devising a brilliant scheme and I'll bump into you and ruin it. Then you'd probably kill me and no one wants that- SM
What's your problem Seb. Why don't you wan to live with me- JM
Do you want the truth-SM
No I want a lie.. OF CORSE I WANT THE TRUTH IDIOT- JM
I have heard about some of the strange things that go on in your apartment- SM
Like what ?- JM
I've heard there're body part flung everywhere and almost all of your walls have SHERLOCK scratched into them, etc.- SM
Those things aren't true Seb- JM
THANK GOD- SM
You told you these things- JM
ummmm, Mary in accounting- SM
I think I've got a new job lined up for you tomorrow-JM
Sure, boss- SM
SOOOOO you'll move in now- JM
Yeah I guess so- SM
Great I'm going to freshen the apartment while you pack your things- JM
Ok see you soon. Love you- SM
Love you to Tiger- JM
Pedro, I'm using my favor you owe me. Bring some plaster, paint, and hazardous waste bags over to my apartment STAT- JM
What the hell- SM
Whoops wrong number- JM
JIIIIIMMMMMMM- SM
That's was today's MorMor text. If I would have married Jim I would have the same fears as Sebastian, wouldn't you. Hopefully you'll leave a nice comment answering that question and as always THAKS FOR READING.
